Dead to Me Chpt. 3

Chpt 3. Nine o clock came and went and I didn't move from where I was, the previous scene playing in my head over and over again, I was many things at that moment, sad that my parents wanted to do with me, pissed that my dad had been spying on me, and...

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What can I say

What can I say What can I say when I touch your paws and hold you close? What can I say when you say my name or whistle at me? What can I say when you kiss me and hold me? What can I say when I feel your heartbeat and your warmth surround...

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Poem: Sorrow

I sit upon my bed at night and yet I cannot sleep all I do is sit and think and weep and weep and weep I weep for those who know me and hate me to the core I weep for those who've heard of me and the things that I adore No matter where I go or...

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Canon

Aye, Love Its bells echo all throughout In the nigh or in the far At great heights or deep depths It knows no boundaries The repetitive chimes and tolls Resonate through my whole Like an earthquake that shakes The world to the very core It...

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the wet fox part four ending

It was now a mouth since Dean had had sex with Emma, and he was noticing some changes with Emma, she was eating strange things, pickled eggs with cheese tosted and fryed eggs with mayo. In the morning she would go to the loo and be sick, Dean just...

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get crazy like sour skittles (chapter five)

the rain was assulting the small two bedroom house as jade and illizia curl up on the small red couch in his living room. they hadn't seen eye nor tail of his brother. illizia explained that his job has strange hours, he comes home at bizzare...

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The One Who Makes Me Whole ch. 10

Petunia woke up to the sound of her ringing telephone. He felt Handy tossing and turning beside her dismissing it as him dreaming of something trivial. Walking downstairs in her groggy state, she picked up the phone saying hello, wondering who could be...

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A Thousand Little Things

All my life, I wanted to be an author. I didn't just want to be a writer, as in a journalist, or one of those thousands working on _America's next great book series_, but a real author. While most teenaged girls spent all their time daydreaming...

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Hi! My name is Chirpy!

You know that old phrase, a mirror holds a thousand secrets? No? It's something my mother always said, I guess I just figured everyone had the same mother or something... Regardless, I think she meant that a mirror only shows you a fraction of what is...

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Relearning

'Still the fear I Can't contain' The Wolf blinked Themselves Back. After so long, she was Back. After so long, he could Feel again. It was hard, coming Back, To this. Everything pierced her Even more than before, Good or bad. They raised...

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Eternal Vigilant Companion

I live in a world where nothing changes No effort may slay the beast within. There is no hope from above Nor any promise from below. Arms reach out from within Reach out above and strangle hope Reach out below and stumble resolve Reach out...

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